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Talking Love to Death - Ingo van Thiel
Written by:Van Thiel/Ingo/Brachtendorf/Markus
Daylight's breaking into pieces
We see a cloud of glistening dust
A fading glimmer on the meadow
It leaves behind a dead brown crust
It drains the color from two lovers
Their fire's on it's final breath
Words fly out like poison daggers
While we talk while we talk
While we talk
Our love to death
What now that the dawn is shattered
And we wade through it's remains
So pick the clothes up that lie scattered
And sneak into a lightless lane
To get eaten by the shadows
We're the meal and fate's the chef
Still we're walking
While we stagger
And we talk and we talk
And we talk
Our love to death
Yeah we talk yeah we talk
Yeah we talk we talk
Our love to death